the answer is energy (because I am atomic)

The elderly Chinese lady was having trouble with her lottery ticket. The East Indian clerk could not tell her what the problem was, only that the machine would not read the numbers she had selected on her little fill-in-the-dot form. His hair was a bit crazy and his glasses sat at a wild angle so that he looked like he was doing some kind of Jerry Lewis schtick, only in low key and with an East Indian accent. The elderly Chinese lady was not amused. "What is probrem? What is probrem?" she asked. "You tell me probrem." She had her loonies and toonies all over the counter. Then the clerk just shrugged at her, and turned to me and my energy drink.


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